Chapter 74: The Mystery in the Painting

The three of them came together to see, this painting is much simpler, there is only one lotus on it, standing proudly, the style of the pen is the same as the previous painting, it is obviously from the same person's handwriting, the lotus on the painting, jumping on the paper, has been perfected, next to the lotus mentioned a line of small words:

The gentleman of the lotus flower is upright and proud, between heaven and earth

Under the word, there is the seal of Lao Dan, which can never be faked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

A few people, you look at me, I look at you, or Su Mo spoke first, "It's hard to see that the woman this afternoon is really Lao Dan, this small painting is the painting embroidered on the skirt she is wearing, and it is the same as if you touch it." ā€

When Little Bear heard this, he hurriedly asked, "Then tell me what she looks like." ā€

Su Mo recalled, "That woman is very aura and quiet, and from a distance, she has such a smell of fireworks that does not eat the world." ā€

Xinyan held her cheeks and looked at Su Mo, her words were full of disbelief, "No, Su Mo, are you exaggerating." ā€

Su Mo shook his head, "No, I'm not exaggerating, I talked to her, and she spoke very mysteriously, I was thinking at that time, this woman is definitely not an ordinary person, I really didn't expect her to be Lao Dan." ā€

Xiao Xiong still didn't give up, "Didn't she leave a contact information?"

"Not really. Su Mo said affirmatively.

Xin Yan picked up the larger painting, admired it, read the inscription poem next to it over and over again, and then said to Xiao He, "Look at it, this should be the poem that Lao Dan gave you Lotus Pond." ā€

Xiao He read it again, "It's well written, it's quite meaningful." ā€

After listening to the poem Xiao He read, Su Mo seemed to feel something, and patted the little bear, "What do I think, in this poem, there is a vague contact information." ā€

When the little bear heard this, he immediately came to his senses, "Where it is, I'll take a look." ā€

Su Mo pointed to the poem on the painting, "Look at the first two lines of this poem, one stem of lotus flowers in early summer, three flowers and five flowers reflect the pond." There are three and five in the first sentence and three and five in the second sentence, can it be the phone number 135, let's look at the back. Hearing Su Mo say this, everyone became interested, and read it one by one.

A pleasant phone rang, and Su Mo picked up the phone, "Xue'er, where is it?"

"Su Mo, do you still know where to ask me, I thought you had forgotten about me happily with your so-and-so, do you have anything to do at night, I want to eat with you. ā€

Su Mo smiled, "Someone invited me to dinner, do you want to come over, they are not outsiders, there is Xinyan you met a few days ago, and there is also the marketing director of our unit, who made the subway noisy last time and didn't talk well, this time I chattered well." ā€

"I won't go, I don't know Xiao He well, it's not very convenient. If you don't come out, forget it, I'll have fun alone. ā€

"Don't, when did you become so conservative, and let me tell you something, at Xiao He's fan meeting today, someone used Lao Dan's painting as a gift and gave it to Xiao He, and it was two. Do you know Dan?"

Xue'er exclaimed, "Who is this, so generous, aren't you talking nonsense." Can I not know Old Dan. Even abroad, I have seen Lao Dan's art exhibitions. But I've never seen myself. ā€

Su Mo heard that Xue'er was also interested in Lao Dan's affairs, and continued to lobby, "Lao Dan also mentioned a poem on the painting, we all think that this poem has her contact information in it, but we haven't guessed it yet, why don't you come and have a look?"

Xue'er hesitated, "Okay, where is Xiao He's home, how do I get there." ā€

Su Mo told her the address, took the phone and said to Xiao He, "You don't mind Xue'er coming to your house." ā€

Xiao He put down the painting in his hand, "How come, isn't Xue'er your best friend, that is, my friend." ā€

Little Bear ignored the interaction between the two of them, and looked at the poem intently, still reciting words in his mouth.

After a while, Xue'er arrived, Su Mo pulled her in, and then pointed to the painting on the coffee table and said, "Look at Lao Dan's painting, you can help us take a look, what are the numbers, we have been looking for a long time, and there is still a single digit missing." ā€

Xue'er sat in front of the coffee table and looked at the poem carefully, pondering, "You guys are all right, 1351319051, I can see this, there are still a few left, can you try them one by one?"

Su Mo rolled his eyes, "What kind of broken idea are you, you have to make tens of thousands of calls one by one." ā€

Xue'er smiled, "I'll just say that, Su Mo, you read the numbers you guessed to me again." ā€

"Three-five-three-nine-hundred-five"

Hearing this, Xue'er hurriedly shouted, "Stop, isn't it the same as Yao, you look at that sentence, I want to pick up Yao's feelings, so isn't the phone number 13511319051!"

Everyone thought it made sense, and Little Bear was eager to try, "I'll give it a try." ā€

Just wanted to dial the phone, Xiao He stopped him, "Wait a minute, how did you and Lao Dan break up, she doesn't know that we know each other now, if you call so rashly, will Lao Dan avoid it again." ā€

After listening to Xiao He's words, Xiao Xiong stopped and said dejectedly, "Forget it, you should fight." ā€

Xiao He looked at him, "Don't worry, I'll go and find out first." As he spoke, he dialed the phone, and the phone was quickly connected, and Xiao He called the phone speakerphone so that everyone could hear it.

"Hey..."The voice on the phone was unusually sweet.

Hearing this voice, Xiao Xiong's hands trembled excitedly, and he nodded vigorously again and again; Xiao He put his hand to his lips and "shhhh

The sweet voice came again, "Yes, I'm Lao Dan, I guess you're Xiao He, right?"

Xiao He was slightly stunned, it seems that Lao Dan had already estimated that he could guess the mystery in the poem and call her, "Yes, I'm Xiao He, thank you for the gift." ā€

There was laughter on the phone, "Mr. Xiao, I like the role you created very much, over the years, there have been many male stars who have been baptized over the years, and I have never seen a person who loves public welfare like you; ā€

"Thank you for your support. ā€

Xiao Xiong saw that Xiao He was about to hang up the phone, gesturing vigorously, and comparing his mouth, "Let's eat together, let her come out to eat together." ā€